A Cold And Sexual Hunt: Zara Volkov vs Artemis Grace

[Sigma Morgan]

Hentai Submission Match

Rules: All standard rules apply, win via sexual maneuver submission


An empty locker room was quiet, quiet enough that the sound of a zipper easily broke it as LAW's latest exotic signing finished putting on her attire. Zara Volkov, a tall half Finnish, half Russian woman, was known for being as cold as her homeland, though oddly sexual even before all the tapes of her gym's private sex fighting ring got leaked, though it didn't bother her. Zara was fine with all of it, letting the world watch her fuck other women until their mind and body could no longer compete and they tapped out. It gave her the chance to do so on a larger stage, alongside the rest of her craft.

Tonight would be no different, her opponent, a sexy dark skinned Canadian, was no stranger to sexual competitions. Zara took the time to study her, not something she would usually do, but this occasion called for some homework. She watched both of the Canadian's H1 Climax tournament runs fall short, something Zara would snicker at as she rewatched both scenes in her head, planning to make the woman fall short yet again in their upcoming competition. Zara removed her fingers from her attire's zipper after ensuring it was all the way up, even though it was a hentai match and she had no qualms about showing skin or leaving anything to the imagination, she wanted Artemis to have to work hard to even have a chance at receiving such a treat as gazing upon her delectable body.

Zara brushed her hair back behind her shoulder with her hand as she took a step forward to grab her fur robe from her locker before closing the door. After putting it on, it hid most of what was underneath, keeping most of it to the imagination for now. Leaving the locker room, Zara moved towards the curtain. There was no point in wasting time looking around, most wrestling venues always felt the same backstage. The only difference was the number of people rushing around.

Soon her entrance began, and the lights in the arena turned a light blue, giving the feeling of winter as "The Northern Mistress" arrived in LAW. Stepping out onto the stage, the crowd remained quiet until Zara began to remove her robe, revealing the sexy one piece attire underneath and parts of the even sexier body, like the large breasts that lay underneath, before the horny crowd went ballistic with cheers and whistles.

Zara

Zara remained seemingly a little cold to them, though, only giving a small smirk before continuing her way to the ring, her hips swaying, her ass looking as great as the rest of her body in her outfit. Getting to the ring, Zara could have just slid in under the bottom rope, but she decided to flaunt her body, one so good that most fans could never even dream of touching. Going to the steel steps, Zara made her way onto the apron before slowly and intentionally stepping between the ropes while bending over before stepping inside and going to her corner.

The Finnish woman then ran her hands down her body, giving her breasts and extra rub as she grabbed and adjusted her top before continuing to run her hands all the way down to her thighs, before leaning back and resting against the turnbuckle, and her arms lazily resting on the top rope. She cared little for who her opponent was or what she might be capable of, she intended to prove herself as the far superior woman and wrestler tonight when she made the so called Love Hunter submit to her sexual prowess!

[Bare]

Artemis hummed softly as she prepared backstage for her next match. The debut for some new heavy weight. Zara Volcano or something. Frankly Artemis didn't really care too much one way or the other. Right now she was still on a mission to redeem herself after what had happened in the H1 and as far as she was concerned spoiling the debut of some new hotshot was the perfect way to make a statement. Fixing her top a bit she would look up at the monitor just ahead of her, watching as her opponent's entrance started... and was admittedly rather shocked at the sight of the woman that would be her opponent.

"Oh my fuck..." Artemis whispered out, actually rather impressed and... even a bit star struck as Zara removed her coat and began making her way down the ramp to the ring. 'Damn... She's hot...' Artemis thought feeling her heart flutter a bit before shaking her head. No... no she had to stay focused. Tonight was about making a statement and the fact that her opponent looked like a goddess would only add to that statement. Shaking her head and setting her face she would look up with a confident expression and turned to approach the entrance ramp right as Zara's music stopped playing and her own began to play instead.

Spoiler

Coming out and bending one knee while turning Artemis would throw her head back flipping her hair as the crowd began to cheer wildly at seeing the sexual vixen herself come out. Turning and beginning to strut down the ramp Artemis would run her hands down her body for the fans as she did so, sashaying with confidence on her face and her eyes locked on the vision that stood in the ring. Upon reaching the apron she would hop up, looking out at the crowd while leaning back against the ropes, showing off her body in her tight red two piece before sensually entering between the ropes and heading to her corner, tossing a smoldering look at Zara as she did so before turning to lean against the corner.

Spoiler

[Sigma Morgan]

Zara may have seemed disinterested in the match ahead of her, only giving the slightest glance towards the ramp as her opponent's music began before letting out a small sigh and focusing on the corner across from her. She had little interest in theatrics or music, the only music she had interest in was Artemis's screams and moans, after all that was why she was here, that's why both of them were here, to fuck, but more precisely to outfight and outfuck the other to submission. The Half Finnish blonde was planning for the woman to submit to be the dark skinned beauty now across from her, though.

Zara didn't move as Artemis looked at her with a sexy and seductive gaze. Most charms did little for her, especially in the ring, it was superficial at the most a weak mind game of someone who wanted control but was not physically sufficient to take it. Was that the so called love hunter across from her? A charmer, a slut who desired to badly to be a domm? Only time would tell.

The blonde didn't so much as greet her opponent, only giving her a small smile, before taking a step forward from the corner and standing up straight, her hair hanging past her right eye as she studied the woman. Similar size, a fellow blonde, someone clearly interested in her, or more precisely, her body. Perhaps when she was done making her wail in an erotic submission, she could give her something to satisfy such an interest and satisfy her own ego and desires.

"Perhaps this company sent me one of their finest whore to be broken, or perhaps they sent me a mere slut to be an appetizer to a buffet of lovely women to defeat" Zara finally spoke in a posh tone before locking eyes with her opponent. "Are you an appetizer miss Luxure?" Zara replied using her opponent's real name instead of grace. Such a fine word for refinement or simple elegance, sex could be that, though the kind that happened in the ring would likely be anything but that, especially when the two women inside of it had their pride on the line.